Tell the Truth Tuesday... Saturday?

Not Tuesday, but oh well... I thought it might be a good time to tell the truth today. Embarrassment and all... Deep breath and here goes...

-First, I want to remarry. I would like to be married again. I would like to try it again with what I know about myself and human nature now.

-I miss being a Christian. I miss the community of it, I miss having something I believe in and could rely on and didn't have to come up with some deep philosophical reasoning for every blasted thing. I could just read the Bible and pray. (this is part of the
sorting out process)

It's funny how I am deeply embarrassed to admit these things. Feels pretty good though to put it out there.

Hairstyles in Africa 50's and 60's

Came across this while searching for images

http://www.africanloxo.com/galerie_photo.htm

Rollers>Good

Yup, I rolled up my hair yesterday and it came out really nice. First I used some good ol' Blue Magic, then lightly spritzed a little Lottabody diluted with water (3 pts W to 1 pt. L) on the ends and worked it in the rest of the section and rolled on hard rollers (sizes ranging from oh about 1 1/2" in front to Jumbo 3 to 4" in back), pinning with bobby pins. Left in for about 1 to 2 hours (it was pretty hot yesterday, so dried quick) and took em down. Didn't comb them out for more staying power. Pinned hair up with bobby pins, cuz I just can't seem to take my hair being down anymore. Only thing, I didn't tie my hair up last night so I woke up to my hair being a little out of wack. But I will just go roll it up in bit.

(*One of my sons came up to me while I was sewing and told me my hair looked really nice... :) Cool. )

Rollers

This morn I thought about how I would do my hair if I was not so self-concious and concerned about others... I would roll up my hair with some Lottabody on hard rollers the way my mom used to do. Maybe sit under the dryer and then pin up in the back when I take the rollers down. When did I become a slave to the damaging flat iron and instant styles? Well, after the "I should have locs to be Tru" phase... another story for future post, maybe. Hair is such an important part as to how I feel about myself... why? I've asked this question to myself over and over and over for years now, and every time I thought I had come up with a satisfactory answer, it turns out it was only true in theory. Well no whys right now... reliance on what the old folks say "No matter if your poor or rich, never go out the house unkempt. Always be clean and look your best." Cool by me... So rollers it is and next to my box of patterns to start the planning of sewing some comfortable clothing.




The picture above is from an article here.
I really love the answers Mrs. Cartwright gives, but one of the questions kinda rubbed me the wrong way... the way Mrs. Cartwright answered it was so intelligent. I take from it that my life is not what it is in regards to other folks, only in regards to my Creator. Also this quote:

"The Lord has allowed me to see the great diverse nation of which I am a part and yet value what He has made me. There is not one of our ancestors that lived through slavery and every other degradation that would allow us to use our color or the treatment of our race for an excuse to do nothing or be nothing. "

I take this out of context, but I think it still works for me... since I do not call myself a Christian, I left out some references to Christianity... however I do share some of their values. Nice...